S l a m m i n g.D o o r s. A n d. B r o k e n.H e a r t s
Slamming Doors and broken hearts,
Pounded pillows torn apart,
Hate and words, no understanding
All the while calm silence reigns.
Dignity and stubbornness are ever present here.
If ever I have felt this hurt, I've never ever known.
My world has just been torn apart, a perfect day in ruins,
Tatters of a former time where peace would reign supreme,
Memories of life so far, slip beneath, unseen.
My anger pours out, pain made real
In tears I can't control.
Caught in the middle, it'd just not fair
Whatever are the chances here?
I shall never know.
But In my heart I can't make peace as the other party has,
No concern, impassive face, I really do not know.
Hiding it, I seem alright,
It happens very often.
And when they fight it hurts like hell.
They couldn't understand
It's not my life but theirs.
I just wish that they could see.
Slamming Doors and broken hearts,
Pounded pillows torn apart,
Hate and words, no understanding,
After that calm silence reigns.
I wrote this with Michelangelo in mind.
What do you think?